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When Hyunjin woke up, he felt terrible. Moving around to take his phone and look at the time was a challenge itself. He had the sensation that his muscles haven't been used in ages.

His phone was announcing 2 pm. He signed and closed his eyes again. He recalled the events of the night before. Having Changbin hang out with Minho and Han after such a long time was loads of fun. Hyunjin smiled when he recalled how he danced with Changbin. After that, it was almost back out.

All of sudden, it hit him. He remembered a blurry feeling of him and Changbin alone in the back of a hallway and Changbin's hand enlanced in his hair. He also had a vague memory of kissing someone, although he wasn't sure who… But if you go with logic, 1 plus 1 equals 2. He kissed Changbin.

Hyunjin sighed and laughed it off. After being friends for so long and being both interested in men, it was bound to happen. Hyunjin kissed so many of his friends. He even slept with some too.

The loud sound of eggs being cooked in the pan reached Hyunjin's ear when he stepped out of his room. In the kitchen, Changbin was standing in front of the stove, his stare lost in the yellow yolk. Hyunjin poured himself a big glass of water.

"Good morning," said Changbin, looking up for the first time since Hyunjin entered the kitchen.

Hyunjin grumbled a Morning before downing his glass.

"You don't look so good," smirked Changbin.

"I feel like shit," let out Hyunjin as he sat down at the table.

"You look like shit too."

Hyunjin mumbled something inaudible before putting his head on the cold table.

"Cook me an egg," said Hyunjin towards Changbin.

Changbin looked at him reluctant to give away his perfectly cooked egg. Hyunjin held eye contact. Changbin rolled his eyes and moved the pan to the table, he slid his plate in front of Hyunjin and gave him his own breakfast.

Changbin turned back to the stove and broke two new eggs for himself this time.

"You should open a restaurant," said Hyunjin as he took his first bite. "I don't know what you do to those eggs but they're fucking delicious every single time."

It made Changbin smile lightly, "It's my dad's recipe."

"But I don't see you adding anything more than I do. Salt, pepper and some butter."

"There's no special ingredients, it's all in the cooking time," said Changbin, turning his eggs with a flip of the pan.

Hyunjin stood up and grabbed the leftover rice and orange juice in the fridge. Hyunjin microwaved the rice before putting some in both of their plates.

"How I am gonna eat your delicious eggs when we're not gonna be living together anymore?," sighed Hyunjin as he dropped down his seat.

Changbin turned around and put his egg next to the warm rice.

"You can't live without me and my delicious eggs."

"I'm fucking dependent," said Hyunjin with his mouth full of rice.

Changbin took the seat in front of Hyunjin, happy to finally be able to calm down his growling stomach.

"Speaking of which, yesterday, you passed out in the car. It was such a struggle walking you to your bed."

"See, it can't live without you. You're my savior," said Hyunjin with a smirk.

Changbin looked at him with a mouthful of rice. He was shaking his head in disbelief.